After she died…when he thought his world was coming to an end
he looked for solace and support…in the comfort of a friend.
He worried he was lost in a cloud of sorrow…
he wondered how…or where or when…
he would discover a way out…
If he would ever laugh again.
His friend, who understood his pain…
who’d been down a similar path
who knew of his own sorrow and suffering
felt his own anger…his own wrath…
Said…
“You never get over losing someone you love
there will always be a bit of sorrow in your heart
and your mind too…
but one day you will ask yourself…
what would she want you to do?”
“Would she want you be engulfed in sorrow
for the remainder of your days…
or would she want you to exit your cloud of sadness
and somehow find a way.”
“To live, to laugh, to love again…
and even though you are unsure….
the sadness lifts when you decide…
to do all these things for her”
“And do not worry my friend.” he said
“Take if from someone who was once lost within that cloud…
I have no doubt you will laugh again…
you’ll just never laugh as loud.”